The Heikou Market in Nashrame is a place that specializes in selling black goods.

Passing by a small altar with goat bones, I said a secret signal to the guard guarding the black market, and then, after walking on the dirty sand road, I officially entered the Heikou Market.

"I hope this is the last time, Kassadin, please don't appear in front of me again, because I don't intend to listen to your nonsense anymore."

"Is Shurima dying? Is she almost finished?" The dirty and dusty foot stepped on a piece of cloth. There were various strange props on the cloth. The owner of this foot was a thin man.

A middle-aged man, his nose is missing a piece, his face is even darker, and something like charcoal ash is smeared around his eyes. This is the life experience of the sand people. This can be very good.

Protect your eyes from burns.

"Shurima is doing well now. Please forget all those nonsense words of yours. I tell you, it's time for you to learn to give up. Kassadin, you don't have any need to make yourself invisible.

Look at your skin, do you think you are still human now?"

Gutar was smoking, puffing away, looking at the man in front of him with some melancholy in his eyes.

This is his old friend, an old friend who has been crazy for many years.

He is not tall, but has a strong body. He is wearing a thick sun protection coat. At this moment, he took off his hood, revealing a head of black hair that had not been taken care of and was tangled together. It was greasy and messy.

, wrapped in a ball of sand and mud and placed on his head.

He showed his face, and it was an ordinary face.

"Don't worry, this is the last time." Kassadin said and stretched out his hand. Gutar sighed and put down his cigarette. He picked up the wrapped cloth bag and handed it to Kassadin.

"I'm just talking. You don't need to take it seriously." Gutar looked at Kassadin and saw him putting the package into the backpack on his back. He vaguely saw his arm, which was on Kassadin's side.

On his right hand, Gutar saw a strange gauntlet, which was black and purple in color and tightly wrapped around Kassadin's wrist.

And inside his sun-protective pilgrim coat were various strange devices.

The most eye-catching thing was of course the two tubes used to filter the air. The mouths of the tubes were connected to Kassadin's waist. And there, Gutar saw a helmet. He thought, these two tubes were connected to this.

Helmet.

This device is Zaun's technology.

"What I mean is, Kassadin, next time we meet, I hope you come to me for a drink, not to ask for these things." Gutar withdrew his gaze, picked up the cigarette again, click.

Kassadin started to twitch. There were all kinds of things on Kassadin's body. Of course, he also saw that the gauntlet was not simple, but Gutar didn't ask anything.

"I don't have time to drink with you." Kassadin shook his head and said quietly: "Whether it's you, Kagu, or Koya, you don't believe what I say."

"Because you've been talking nonsense!" Gutar rolled his eyes angrily, slapped the cloth under him hard, and said loudly: "How long do you want to be crazy? You still want to find

How old is she? Kassadin, your wife is dead, and your daughter is also dead."

"How long are you going to keep talking nonsense? You said Shurima is also being swallowed by the void. What has been swallowed by the void? They are now sealed in Icathia!" Gutar raised his voice, but Kasa

Ding looked at him indifferently, his eyes so dead that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Gutar persuaded him many times, but none of them was useful.

Kassadin is a very good person, and he used to be a cheerful and sunny man.

He always has a smile on his face and he is the best desert guide.

But now he is seeking death.

"They don't want to see you like this, revenge? Who do you want to take revenge on? You always talk about the word revenge, but you don't even have an accurate revenge target." Gutar sighed heavily.

Take a breath.

"That's enough, Gutar."

Kassadin handed over the last few gold coins and placed them in front of Gutar, "You don't know me. You don't know why I fight."

"As for Kesha, no matter how slim the hope is, I will give it a try. I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goal." Kassadin looked at Gutar and said calmly: "You won't understand, Gutar

Tal, family is more important to me than anything else."

Give up? That is such a simple thing.

A little bitterness surged in Kassadin's heart, but it quickly disappeared.

Nowadays, he rarely has mood swings, and Kassadin also knows why.

Relying on the mysterious stone, Kassadin penetrated deeply into Icacia, but while the stone protected him from the erosion of the void, it also slowly transformed his body.

As Guttar said, is Kassadin really still a human being today?

Kassadin doesn't know.

But he doesn't care about this, because as long as he has strong power and can take revenge, it doesn't matter even if he is no longer a human being.

Everything was destroyed on that day, and he woke up from his confusion. Now he is born for revenge.

"You are a lunatic." Gutar's persuasion failed again, showing a helpless wry smile. Gutar made a gesture to Kassadin, who was dressed as a pilgrim, "I will give you water and shade."

"my friend."

"Goodbye." Kassadin nodded vigorously.

Gutar looked at Kassadin's back quietly, watching him disappear into the street.

Then, Gutar picked up the cigarette rod and took a big puff again.

"Gutar, that man is quite generous. By the way, what did he buy from you?" A stall owner nearby approached Gutar curiously. He saw that a few gold coins were worth a lot.

Not a small amount of money.

"His life." Gutar exhaled smoke and replied.

Wrapping his hood tightly and pretending to be a devout believer, Kassadin left the Black Mouth Market.

The coastal Nash Na'me is different from other places in Shurima. The temperature here is much lower and the supplies are more plentiful.

Walking towards the entrance of the deserted alley, Kassadin opened his backpack and packed it.

"This is a Zaun air filtration device purchased from a second-hand dealer."

"It's just a pity that we can't buy the latest filter device." Kassadin looked at the tube in his hand calmly. This was Zaun's abandoned filter device, but even if it was a discarded model, Kassadin could buy it.

The price is not cheap either.

As for going to Zaun to buy Kassadin, I felt a little helpless.

A place that was easy to get to before has now become a very difficult place to get to.

Kassadin learned from the traveling merchant that if he wanted to go to Zaun now, he would have to establish some kind of temporary pass, and while proving his identity, he would also have to write some kind of law-abiding document.

Damn it, Zaun was not like this a few years ago, and he had been to Zaun often before.

With this in mind, Kassadin assembled the things as he walked.

Putting on the helmet tied around his waist first, Kassadin pulled out the two original rubber tubes and threw them to the side of the road.

It was a self-made filter he had made before, but the effect was very poor. After entering Icacia, various minor problems appeared within a few days.

For example, damage caused by combat, or hoses blocked by absorbing too many strange substances.

But now, looking at the hoses in Zuan's hand, these two special hoses are extremely tough, and are connected to a small square box at the end, which contains several layers of filters that can filter waste.

After assembling it, Kassadin took a deep breath.

"Huha."

Do you feel a little stuffy, and can you smell an unpleasant smell in your breath, like oil?

But it works very well, at least Kassadin doesn't feel his throat is dry due to breathing heavily.

Shurima is full of yellow sand. If you don't wear a face mask and breathe heavily, it would be strange not to eat a mouthful of sand. Even if you don't open your mouth, your nose will feel very uncomfortable.

But now, apart from being a little stuffy and having some unpleasant oily smell, everything else is very good.

While breathing, Kassadin slowly raised his right hand. Looking at it, Kassadin's eyes turned cold. The next moment, his weird-shaped gauntlet emitted a dark purple light, and then this purple light shone in the air.

Expansion in an instant!

Kassadin looked at his wrist, his eyes burning brightly under his helmet.

If Gutar saw Kassadin at this moment, he would probably scream "monster" and run away immediately. He would not believe that this man could be his friend.

At this moment, Kassadin was wearing an airtight battle helmet on his head, with two strange long tubes connected to the chin of the battle helmet, and connected to the backpack behind him.

The dark purple light and shadow on his right hand stretched longer and longer until it turned into a long energy beam, and the shape actually looked like a sword, a purple energy sword.

"Blade of the Underworld" Kassadin looked at his right hand quietly. After going to Icacia and killing void monsters, the Blade of the Underworld could exude more and more power.

This weapon may have remembered its mission even after thousands of years have passed.

It is the weapon of the Ascended, the weapon that first struck a powerful blow into the void, the weapon that announced the beginning of Shurima's rebellion, the weapon of Horok, the great warrior of the Ascended Order.

It is the weapon that knows best how to kill void monsters.

At this moment, Cassadina has been to Icacia, but has not been eroded by the void. However, the body affected by the stone has also experienced many changes recently.

Gu Ting

Kassadin came out this time not only to collect various new props, but also to control his new body.

Thinking of this, Kassadin stretched out the Blade of the Underworld and stabbed it into the air.
To be continued...